Poem -
Pay attention
Listen to my heart.
Barely beating.
Look at my collapsed lungs.
Hardly breathing.
My sore arms and thighs.
The lines marking them.
Pay attention to my hands.
The way they tremble.
Observe my eyes.
So diluted.
Try and find my soul.
It’ll be hard because it’s crushed.
Searching for my hope.
It’s nothing more than dust.
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Comments
Awww, such a write Jade. I hope things work out for you. Your poem is so very clever and simple, it seemed to resonate with me on a deep level. All the Best. The Fish of the Sea.
Thank you. I wish you all the best too:)
Hope is the only weapon we have against being lost. And yet in this poem your hope has turned to dust so, with that in mind, I find this such an emotionally sad write. Well written though... And I do like it x
thank you so much:) I am thankful you like it. My hope may have turned to dust but hopefully one day I am able to find some of it's speckles and keep it in a glass jar
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Can see the bright windows in the eyes :) God opens windows after a door is closed? Well penned, and best wishes.